"Glad to have you on board," Gravis said to the octopus.
"I want to see the wider world and know more about it," the octopus slowly answered. "I have stayed in isolation for far too long, thinking that there was no more to achieve. Your words have shown me a new world, and I feel the excitement from my youth return."
"Judging by your words, you are probably pretty old, huh?" Gravis asked.
"I do not count my age, but all the offspring I have fathered have already died. I haven't spoken to anyone in a very long time," the octopus said.
"Do you have a name?" Gravis asked.
"What is that?" the octopus answered.
"A name is a word or concept that only refers to you. You are an octopus, but there are many other octopuses. How would anyone be able to refer to you specifically when you don't have your own name?" Gravis explained.
The octopus remained silent for some seconds. "Refer to me as Orthar," Orthar said.
